Once upon a time there was a toy soldier and he lived in the play roomOnce upon a time there was a toy soldier with a whip lash in his handAnd every night little girl sadie would take all her clothes off and wind up the toy soldier and he raised his whip and saidOn your knees little sadieLittle sadie on your kneesTaste the whip and love might given likelyTaste the whip and bleed for meLittle sadie loved her little toy soldierAnd she run home from school each dayLittle sadie loved her little toy soldierAnd she locked her door so she could playLittle sadie got ambitiousAnd wound the clockworks so to tighterSo he could whip her harder and harderOn your knees little sadieLittle sadie on your kneesTaste the whip and love might given likelyTaste the whip and bleed for meOne day sadie wound and woundAnd wound and woundAnd wound and woundTil suddenly the little toy soldier spring, went. . .(ugly, beat her to death)AhhhhCough, cough, cough